"Did you cook it?" Rong Beiming looked at the table full of his favorite dishes.
"Yes! Do you like it?"
"I like it, but I still don't want it in the future. We have a chef at home, so you don't need to be so tired. I feel sorry for you if you are tired!" He said and kissed her on the cheek.
"It's okay, go wash your hands and eat!"
Because they were happy, both of them had good appetites during the meal, and at the end of the table, there wasn't much left.
After dinner, Rong Beiming took her to the piano: "Play Tan? "Canon"?"
"Okay! Bounce!" She agreed with a smile.
Although we haven't played together for many years, when our fingers touch the keys, the music flowing out is still so pleasant and harmonious.
The melodious music of the piano echoed in the living room, flying in the quiet night.
After playing the song, Yu Nienen said quietly: "I haven't touched the piano for a long time, and it's a bit rusty."
"Nian En, we want a child!"
"Ah? Child?"
"Yes! My mother has always looked forward to having grandchildren." He knew that once she had children, her mother would definitely compromise.
"oh!"
"Oh what? You don't want it?" He tightened his arm around her waist.
"I want," she turned sideways and hugged him tightly, putting her face on his shoulder, "I want to have our child, I want to give you a child, really."
"Then you agreed?"
"Fool, if I don't agree to your promise, then who will I give birth to?"
"Then...go upstairs!"
"what?"
"What else can we do? Try to create humans!" After he finished speaking, he stood up, picked her up, and walked upstairs.
After entering the room, he put her on the bed, and kissed her like raindrops. After a while, her clothes were thrown all over the floor.
After four years of separation, we finally got together, and then we were separated for a few more days. This fire started to burn, and it burned more and more fiercely, enough to start a prairie fire.
Yu Nianen put her hands on Rong Beiming's shoulders and gasped softly. He pressed hard and hit her hard. She felt a little pain, but she still didn't say anything.
She knew that her man had been holding back for too long, and she felt heartbroken.
Slender fingers touched his back, and fine beads of sweat covered her body. Every part of her pink skin seemed to be on fire, burning her reason.
"Nian En," Rong Beiming suddenly slowed down and whispered in her ear, "Marry me, okay?"
Yu Nianen was confused for a while, then raised his face with her hands, stared at him with charming eyes for a while, and even forgot what to say.
Proposal? Has anyone proposed in such a situation? Suddenly, her face turned red to the bottom of her ears, and her whole body was burning.
"Are you stupid? Speak!" He reminded her harshly with the rhythm of his body.
She gasped softly, hummed softly a few times, and asked, "Where is the ring?"
After hearing this, the man was about to withdraw when she stopped him forcefully: "No, wait a minute, what are you doing? Is there anyone like you?"
Seeing her flushed face and uneven breathing, Rong Beiming smiled softly and stroked her cheek lovingly with his hand: "Don't you want the ring?"
She pinched his arm hard and said coquettishly, "Did you do this on purpose?"
"Then will you marry or not?"
"Marry!" Her face turned even redder, and she simply stretched her arms around his neck and said close to his ear: "Ming, you have to work hard, otherwise how will you create a human being?"